I'm going to a town
that has already been burned down
I'm going to a place
that has already been disgraced
I'm gonna see some folks
who have already been let down
I'm so tired of America
I'm gonna make it up
for all of the Sunday Times
I'm gonna make it up
for all of the nursery rhymes
They never really seem
to want to tell the truth
I'm so tired of you, America
Making my own way home
Ain't gonna be alone
I got a life to lead, America
I got a life to lead
Tell me, do you really think
you go to hell for having loved?
Tell me, and not for thinking every thing
that you've done is good
I really need to know
after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood
I'm so tired of America
I really need to know
I may just never see you again
or might as well
You took advantage of a world
that loved you well
I'm going to a town
that has already been burned down
I'm so tired of you, America
Making my own way home
Ain't gonna be alone
I got a life to lead, America
I got a life to lead
I got a soul to feed
I got a dream to heed
And that's all I need
Making my own way home
Ain't gonna be alone
I'm going to a town
That has already been burned down